She haunts my head, day and night.
I try to fight her, but she is too strong.
"Leave me alone!" I yell.
Sometimes she sings me a sweet lullaby
"Give in to me" She sings.
And sometimes, I almost do.
Bringing the blade to my wrist
Masking my pain, with more pain.
Masking the pain that I don't want to feel.
Let me be
Alone.
She taunts me. Teases me.
Ugly.
Fat.
Discusting little girl.
I try not to listen
but it's pretty hard when you know it's true.
She's louder than any song.
Stronger than any person.
More hurtful than words.
I hear her most when I'm
Alone.
She comes when I wake.
"Lose some weight!"
She comes when I think.
"You're so stupid!"
She comes when I eat.
"Don't eat so much, you pig!"
She comes when I dress.
"No clothes will ever look right on you!"
I'm so full of society's expectations
that I can't really see
that the monster is me
and that I'm
truly
alone.
I think it was really good that you put Alone at the end of each stanza and how you referred to the voice as 'she'. And I liked the line
ReplyDelete"She's louder than any song. Stronger than any person." You're really good at writing poems
I really love this. I like how theres a certain flow in it, and it really shows emotion. Great job Liana!
ReplyDeleteWrong blog o-o lol
DeleteIt's a very strong poem. I don't know about other people, but I can relate to this, that voice. You had quite a strong voice in it. Good Job.
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